The Kindling Fire Between Us

Potions yet again. Hermione peered at her watch constantly, hoping class would end soon so she wouldn\'t have time to convince herself to go through with her plan. She had actually resorted to praying. She hoped for some kind of catastrophe to happen in the last 30 minutes of Potions. Maybe a little tornado, perhaps a small Death Eater attack.

Hermione glanced down once again. Only about half a minute had gone by since she last checked. She finally gave up and decided to just go through with it. She knew she had to do it. Not only for herself, but for every woman that has ever had their hormonal state ravaged by a modern-day Adonis.

She licked her lips and leaned back.

\' Alright. I can do this. I can do this!....Deeep breath....Okay, cue phase one.\'

Hermione swung her hair back and looked directly at Draco. He was scrawling lazily on a piece of parchment, not even bothering to pretend that he was a least bit interested in the many uses of god-knows-what Snape was droning on about.

\' Better get him when he\'s least expecting it.\'

Hermione coughed subtly then bit her lip. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Draco look up for a second then resume his doodling.

\' Okay....gonna have to do a bit more than that.

Ya, no kng. ng.

Yet again you patronize me. And to think, I\'m stuck with you for the rest of my life.

Hey, I\'m just trying to help. Unless your satisfied with what you\'ve just \"accomplished\". I personally have never found a glance to be orgasmic, but whatever floats your boat...

Oh, shut up! I haven\'t even started yet.

Then I believe you should start soon, considering there are only 20 minutes left.\'

Hermione looked at Draco with new resolve. She scooted her chair back slowly, looked at him once more, and coughed again. He peered up at her a little longer this time, but shook his head and went back to taking some sloppy notes.

This just wasn\'t working for Hermione. Though his looks could send chills through her, as her brain had said, they certainly weren\'t orgasmic. She thought for a moment of ways she could at least make eontaontact with him, but that would not draw the whole class\' attention to her. Suddenly, she had it. Subtle, but just enough of get his attention for more than a blasted second.

She placed her quill on the desk before and lifted both her arms, stretching towards the ceiling while Snape\'s back was turned. She moved her head to the side and yawned. No one looked up. No one, that is, except Draco. Once she knew she has his attention, she ran with it. Pretending to not notice him looking at her, she thrusted her chest out slightly, making it seem as if her back was tired from all the slouching. Draco was now partially biting his lip. But she wasn\'t done yet. She then leaned down, pretending to look for something in her bag. Though she couldn\'t see him, she knew her was starring at her. Once upright, she turned her head and looked him straight in the eyes. Ever so slowly, she licked her lips. It seemed like an eternity had passed until her tongue had finally met the corner of her mouth. By now, Draco\'s mouth was almost hanging open, as if he were in some kind of mental pain. Then, for the killer, she winked at him then quickly turned around and scooted her chair back to its regular position.

\' A little slutty, but I do have to say, you did seem to have gotten his attention.\'

Hermione smiled, then suddenly remember phase two.

She leaned towards her lab partner, Seamus, put her hand on his arm and whispered something to the affect of \' Snape is a slimy git who hasn\'t gottey siy since Fluffy was taken away\'. Seamus chortled and smirked. Hermione leaned back once more and saw that Draco had a very displeased look directed at Seamus. First arousal, now jealously. Oh what a tangled web we weave.

\" Okay, you are all dismissed. But one more thing. Don\'t think I didn\'t hear you laughing Mr. Finnigan. 5 points from Gryffindor,\" Snape barked from the front of the classroom. Usually, Hermione would be upset at Snape for taking ridiculous points off from her house, but right now, she could care less.

She walked jauntily down the hall on the way to the dinner when she felt herself being pushed into a broom closet. (a/n: Oh, the many wonders of empty broom closets that seem to be available constantly and are always conveniently unlocked) Hermione felt herself getting pushed up against the wall then no other but Draco himself. He actually looked quite upset. She must have done her job a little too well.

\" I\'m sorry Draco, I don\'t remember getting scheduled for a random groping,\" Hermione looked at him with fake confusion.

\" Don\'t play stupid. You know exactly why you\'re...or rather... why we\'re here,\" Draco seemed even more frustrated than before and Hermione was becoming increasing aware of how his body was holding her against the wall.

\" Nope...sorry...but why don\'t you enlighten me?\"

With that Draco grabbed her hips and pushed her harder against the wall, making sure she felt his ever-growing erection. Hermione couldn\'t help but let out a tiny moan.

\" See Granger? See what you do to me?\" Draco whispered gruffly into her ear. He further pressed his erection into her, accentuating his point.

Hermione looked at his obviously frustrated/ aroused face and was hit with a sadistic, yet satisfying plan.

Without warning, she wrapped one leg around his hips and pulled him closer. Caught by surprise, Draco let out a groan and closed his eyes. Happy with his reaction, Hermione grinded herself into him, getting just as much pleasure from it as Draco was. Draco\'s breath was accelerating and hiad wad was now resting on her shoulder. She could feel his hot breath on her neck. She moved her hips harder, moaning softly in his ear. But before Hermione lost all self-control, she reminded herself about the plan and felt a renewed feeling of revenge coming over her. She moved her hips in small circles and spoke gently in his ear.

\" Draco, tel wha what you want to do with me,\"

Draco opened his eyes and looked up at her, but never ceased the movement of his hips.

\" Wha...what?\" He asked in a husky voice.

\" Tell me exactly what you want to do to me right now,\" Hermione looked him straight in the eyes while grinding herself again against his rock-hard cock. His blue-gray orbs clouded over with desire and he knew the only way he\'d get any relief was to tell her exactly what he wanted at that moment.

\" God Granger, I want to fuck you...so hard. You don\'t...even understand... I need you... Now.\" Draco leaned his head forward against her shoulder and let out a shaky breath.

Though Hermione was thoroughly enjoying the feeling of Draco being pressed up against her, she knew that she had to complete her plan.

\" Oh, I think I understand perfectly well,\" Hermione said silkily in his ear. Grinding herself once more against Draco, Hermione suddenly let her leg that was wraped around him drop and slipped out from underneath him.

\" Granger?!! What the fuck do you think you\'re doing?!\" Draco yelled after realizing what had happened.

Hermione surveyed the damage. Draco\'s hair was in disarray, just the way she liked it. His face was covered in signs of frustration, and so was his cock ( a/n: just the way we all like it!). She couldn\'t help but smirk.

\" Now who\'s the toy?\" Hermione looked at him once more then left, closing the door behind her, leaving a very desperate, very horny Malfoy by himself.

( a/n: Oh, how badly I want to help him relieve his pain!! )